o8 | what more am I owed than certain death | open action/accidental video;

[chloroformedthejanitor]

[Annie appears onscreen, looking anything but her chipper self. Seems that's more and more common, these days, especially after things like disgusting zombies. She'd kept her own and managed to make it to the farmhouse on the second day, and stayed there for the remainder of the event, helping people who managed to get there as well. It wasn't until the event was over that she realized that they were well into fall, and that Christmas must be coming up soon, and if Christmas is coming, that means Hanukkah's here, or...that it already passed.

And, okay, yeah, she doesn't have like, the best relationship with her parents anymore, but it's still a special holiday for her! And she could've had a sweet little ceremony each night and lit the candles and made matzoh ball soup in the kitchen and shared it!! But no, instead she was killing zombies and hiding in a farmhouse. Seriously.

So, she can be found in the diner, her crafting supplies spread out in front of her in a booth in the back. Currently, she's pouring glitter over a set of folded up pieces of paper-- Christmas cards. She missed one holiday, she's not going to miss another.]

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[chloroformedthejanitor]

[She smiles, wide. You're gonna love this, Aramis. She grabs an unused piece of paper and folds it, and sets it in front of him.]

So, this is a card. And this-- [She grabs a tube of gold glitter glue and holds it out to him.]--is glitter glue. You write with it, like normal, but squeeze the glue out as you do. Then it'll dry and be glittery!

[Cue encouraging smile.]

[not_apriest]

What do you write? And what do you do with it afterwards?

[chloroformedthejanitor]

You write 'Merry Christmas'!

[Duh-doi, Aramis.]

Or um, whatever name of whatever holiday that you celebrate. You know. Hanukkah. Christmas....Kwanzaa. Happy New Year.... You could really write anything.

[She shrugs and then smiles again.]

And then you give it to a friend! Or someone important to you.

[not_apriest]

[He looks at the card for a long moment. Okay. What the hell? He picks up a tube of green glitter and writes 'Joyeux Noël' in elaborate letters, then picks up gold glitter and draws a simple cross underneath it.]

[chloroformedthejanitor]

[Annie smiles brightly when he picks up the tube and starts writing. Another one converted, oh yeah.]

That's great! Good job!

[She smiles again, encouragingly.]

Who's it for?

[not_apriest]

I'm not sure.

[Who would appreciate it? Possibly Elizabeth.]

I'm not sure my first effort should be inflicted on anyone.

[chloroformedthejanitor]

Awww, no, it's good!

[She nudges him with her elbow.]

I'm sure anyone you give it to would love it.

[not_apriest]

[He laughs lightly, because she's sweet, but he's never been an artist.]

You're very kind.

[He draws a sparkly star at the top of the cross.]